Do I need it? I'm guessing I do My mind is forever filled with thoughts of you. I feel it crippling my frame, I always ignore it, Never playing the game. I know ill regret it, I just can't let go. Just a touch away, just a stones throw. The damage was done a decade ago, But I damage myself with it everyday, That's just my way. Refusing to ever better myself, Installing myself on that untouched shelf. No pity, never not for me. This is the life now, The life for me.